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Public  Schools  of  Rochester,  N.  Y. 

MONDAY,   FEBRUARY    12th,    1900, 


HELD    BY   THE    REQUEST  OF 


O'ROURKE   CAMP,  No.  60,    SONS   OF  VETERANS. 


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LINCOLN'S     BIRTHPLACE. 


Suggestive  Programme* 


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1.  SONG-"America." 

2.  SKETCH    OF   ABRAHAM    LINCOLN'S    LIFE. 

3.  THREE    HUNDRED    THOUSAND    MORE. 

4.  ARCHBISHOP    IRELAND    AT    CHICAGO    PEACE    JUBILEE. 

5.  APPEAL    TO    THE    PEOPLE    TO    AVERT    WAR, 

6.  OLD    GLORY. 

7.  SONG-"Star  Spangled    Banner." 

8.  ONE    OF    LINCOLN'S    SHORTEST    AND    BEST    SPEECHES. 

9.  OUR    FLAG. 

10.  LINCOLN    AT    THE    HELM    OF    THE    SHIP    OF    STATE. 

11.  LINCOLN'S    SECOND    INAUGURAL   ADDRESS. 

12.  SONG— "Battle    Hymn    of    the    Pepublic." 

13.  LINCOLN.    'For  Three   Boys.' 

14.  ABRAHAM    LINCOLN  -__---. 

15.  OUR    FLAG    SHALL   WAVE. 

16.  LINCOLN'S    GETTYSBURG    ADDRESS. 

17.  BISHOP    SIMPSON'S    FUNERAL   ORATION. 

18.  SONG— "  Flag    of   the    Free." 


Lincoln. 


R.  Gilder. 


Extract. 


Sketch  of  Abraham  Lincoln's  Cife. 


To  be  Read. 


E  have  one  hero,  pre-eminent  in  the  service  he  rendered.  His  story 
is  the  story  of  the  American  people  of  his  time.  I  see  a  little  lad, 
shy  and  ill  cared  for,  in  a  cheerless  Kentucky  cabin.  At  the  age  of  seven 
he  was  given  a  Dilworth  spelling-book — which  was  one-third  of  the  family 
librarv — and  sent  to  the  district  school.  But  he  was  frequently  kept  at 
home,  even  then.  When  his  mother  died  he  was  ten  years  old,  and  had 
learned  to  read  and  write.  Now  the  family  have  moved  to  Indiana,  and  a 
foster-mother  has  come  to  give  something-  like  comfort  to  the  rude  dwelling 

DO.  D 

and  sympathy  and  encouragement  to  the  boy. 

My  picture  is  of  an  awkward,  boy,  going  to  school  in  a  log  school- 
house  when  he  could,  but  oftener  employed  by  some  neighboring  farmer, 
or  in  the  store  at  the  cross-roads,  and  at  night  taking  his  supper  of  corn- 
bread  in  his  hand  in  the  chimney-corner  or  under  the  trees,  while  he 
devoured  at  the  same  time  "Aesop's  Fables,"  "  Robinson  Crusoe,"  "  Pil- 
grims' Progress,"  a  history  of  the  United  States,  or  an  old  "  Life  of 
Washington."  He  was  beginning,  too,  to  make  extracts  from  the  books 
he  read,  and  to  frame  little  essays  of  his  own.  Paper  was  scarce  and  dear, 
so  the  first  draught  was  made  with  charcoal  on  a  wooden  shovel,  which 
could  afterwards  be  scraped  clean,  or  upon  a  shingle. 

I  see  the  same  lad,  grown  taller  and  stronger,  and  eager  to  do  what- 
ever useful  or  honest  thing  he  might.  At  nineteen,  he  went  down  the 
Mississippi  to  New  Orleans  as  a  flat-boat  hand.  Returning,  he  was  again 
clerk  in  the  country  store  ;  and  a  year  or  two  later  went  with  his  father's 
family  to  Illinois,  driving  the  ox-team  himself,  and  peddling  along  the 
route  a  stock  of  small  wares  with  which  he  had  provided  himself  before 
leaving  the  home  in  Indiana.  I  see  him  splitting  the  rails  for  the  new 
cabin,  and  helping  to  build  it  ;  and  then — being  now  past  twenty-one — 
leaving  home  to  make  his  own  way  in  the  world.  He  had  but  his  own 
hands  and  head  to  rely  on. 

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I  see  a  more  significant  scene, — a  slave  auction  which  he  witnessed 
while  on  a  trip  to  New  Orleans.  The  horror,  and  sadness,  and  deep 
resolve  it  stirred  in  him,  he  onlv  partially  told  ;  but  his  later  life  was 
burdened  with  them.  Slow  and  miserable  vears  followed,  when  nothing 
that  he  attempted  prospered,  and  he  found  himself  in  debt,  with  a  dismal 
outlook  before  him.  But  he  had  begun  to  study  law  bv  himself;  his 
neighbors  trusted  him,  and  he  was  with  all  his  acquaintances  a  favorite. 

The  next  picture  is  the  country  lawyer — obscure,  diligent  and  up- 
right— who  won  manv  cases  and  took  small  fees,  and  who  never,  know- 
ingly, stood  for  a  guilty  person.  He  has  been  known  to  abandon  a  case, 
more  than  once,  even  at  the  bar  itself,  because  he  had  become  persuaded  that 
his  client  was  guilty.  He  had  won,  too,  some  celebritv  as  a  captain  in 
the  Black  Hawk  war;  and  we  find  him  presently  in  the  legislature  of  his 
State,  where  his  most  memorable  act  was  the  stand  he  took  against  a  pro- 
slavery  resolution. 

Next,  a  successful  lawyer  in  Springfield,  where  his  uprightness  was 
brought  into  even  stronger  relief.  The  kind  heart,  which  from  childhood 
was  quick  to  redress  a  wrong  or  render  a  service,  had  its  way  in  manv 
things  here,  too.  Winning  rapidly  the  confidence  and  respect  of  his 
associates,  he  was  sent,  in  1846,  to  the  National  Congress,  where  he  did 
the  duty  of  a  young,  little  known,  and  single-minded  statesman,  careless 
of  gain  or  fame,  and  finding  only  occasional  opportunity  to  champion  the 
cause  he  had  most  at  heart. 

The  slavery  question  was  one  which  found  him  possessed  of  deep 
and  firm  convictions.  He  was  plainly  identified  with  the  anti-slavery 
movement,  and  he  finally  became  its  leader. 


Cincoln  at  tbc  f?elm  of  the  $btp  of  State. 

I  see  him,  then,  still  guiding  the  ship  of  state  safelv  through  perilous 
places,  through  narrow  straits,  and  past  shoals  and  quicksands  without 
number,  maintaining  the  edict  he  had  issued  and  confirming  it ;  seeing  the 
rebellion  quelled,  the  freedman  assured  of  his  liberty,  the  army  on  the  eve 
of  disbanding.  And  then,  while  such  jubilee  still  sounded  in  the  land,  I 
see  the  martyred  president.  And  the  very  bells  which  rang  for  his  valiant 
deed,  toll  for  his  untimely  death, 

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Lincoln. 

For  Three  Boys. 

First  Boy. — As  Washington  stands  to  the  Revolution  and  the  estab- 
lishment of  the  government,  so  Lincoln  stands  as  the  hero  of  the 
mightier  struggle  by  which  our  Union  was  saved.  No  great  man  ever 
came  from  beginnings  which  seemed  to  promise  so  little.  Lincoln's 
tamilv,  tor  more  than  one  generation,  had  been  sinking  instead  of  rising  in 
the  social  scale.  His  father  was  one  of  those  men  who  were  found  on  the 
frontier  in  the  early  days  of  the  Western  movement,  always  changing 
from  one  place  to  another,  and  dropping  a  little  lower  at  each  remove. 
Abraham  Lincoln  was  born  into  a  family  who  were  not  only  poor,  but 
shiftless,  and  his  earlv  davs  were  days  of  ignorance,  poverty  and  hard  work. 
Out  of  such  surroundings  he  slowly  and  painfully  lifted  himself.  He  gave 
himself  an  education,  took  part  in  the  Indian  war,  worked  in  the  fields, 
kept  store,  read  and  studied,  and  at  last  became  a  lawyer.  Then  he  settled 
into  the  politics  of  the  newly-settled  State.  He  grew  to  be  a  leader  in 
his  countv,  and  went  to  the  legislature.  The  road  was  rough,  the  struggle 
hard  and  bitter,  but  the  movement  was  always  upward. 

Second  Boy. — At  last  he  was  elected  to  Congress,  and  served  one  term 
in  Washington  as  a  Whig,  with  credit  but  without  distinction.  Then  he 
went  back  to  his  law  and  his  politics  in  Illinois.  He  had  at  last  made  his 
position.  All  that  was  now  needed  was  opportunity,  and  that  came  to  him 
in  the  great  anti-slaverv  struggle. 

.Third  Boy. — No  public  man,  no  great  leader,  ever  faced  a  more  ter- 
rible situation  than  did  Lincoln  when  he  assumed  the  presidency.  The 
Union  was  breaking,  the  Southern  States  were  seceding,  treason  was  rampant 
in  Washington,  and  the  government  was  bankrupt.  The  country  knew  that 
Lincoln  was  a  man  of  great  capacitv  in  debate,  devoted  to  the  cause  of 
anti-slaverv  and  to  the  maintenance  of  the  Union.  But  what  his  ability 
was  to  deal  with  the  awful  conditions  by  which  he  was  surrounded,  no  one 
knew.  To  follow  him  through  the  four  years  of  civil  war  which  ensued 
is  of  course  impossible  here.  Suffice  it  to  sav  that  no  more  difficult  task 
has  ever  been  faced  by  any  man  in  modern  times,  and  no  one  ever  met  a 
fierce  trial  more  successfully. 


Appeal  to  tbe  People  to  Avert  mar. 

From  Lincoln's  First  Inaugural  Address,  March  4,   1861. 

By  the  frame  of  the  government  under  which  we  live,  the  same  peo- 
ple have  wisely  given  their  public  servants  but  little  power  for  mischief; 
and  have,  with  equal  wisdom,  provided  for  the  return  of  that  little  to  their 
own  hands  at  very  short  intervals.  While  the  people  retain  their  virtue 
and  vigilance,  no  administration,  by  any  extreme  of  wickedness  or  follv, 
can  very  seriously   injure  the   government  in  the  short   space  of  four  vears. 

My  countrymen,  one  and  all,  think  calmly  and  well  upon  this  whole 
subject.  Nothing  valuable  can  be  lost,  by  taking  time.  If  there  be  an 
object  to  hurry  anv  of  vou  in  hot  haste  to  a  step  which  you  would  never 
take  deliberately,  that  object  will  be  frustrated  by  taking  time,  but  no  good 
object  can  be  frustrated  bv  it.  Such  of  you  as  are  now  dissatisfied  still 
have  the  old  Constitution  unimpaired,  and,  on  the  sensitive  point,  the  laws 
of  your  own  framing  under  it ;  while  the  new  administration  will  have  no 
immediate  power,  if  it  would,  to  change  either.  If  it  were  admitted  that 
you  who  are  dissatisfied  hold  the  right  side  in  the  dispute,  there  still  is  no 
single  good  reason  for  precipitate  action.  Intelligence,  patriotism,  Christ- 
ianity, and  a  firm  reliance  upon  Him  who  has  never  yet  forsaken  this 
favored  land,  are  still  competent  to  adjust,  in  the  best  way,  all  our  present 
difficulties. 

In  your  hands,  my  dissatisfied  fellow-countrymen,  and  not  in  mine,  is 
the  momentous  issue  of  civil  war.  The  Government  will  not  assail  you. 
You  can  have  no  conflict  without  being  yourselves  the  aggressors.  You 
have  no  oath  registered  in  heaven  to  destroy  the  government ;  while  I  shall 
have  the  most  solemn  one  to  "  preserve,  protect,  and  defend  "  it. 

I  am  loth  to  close.  We  are  not  enemies,  but  friends.  We  must  not 
be  enemies.  Though  passion  may  have  strained,  it  must  not  break  our 
bonds  of  affection.  The  mystic  chords  of  memory,  stretching  from  every 
battlefield  and  patriot  grave  to  every  living  heart  and  hearthstone  all  over 
this  broad  land,  will  yet  swell  the  chorus  of  the  Union,  when  again  touched, 
as  surely  they  will  be,  by  the  better  angels  of  our  nature. 

One  of  Cincoln's  Shortest  and  Be$t  Speeches. 

Newspaper  Extract. 

On  Thursday  of  a  certain  week,  two  ladies  from  Tennessee  came 
before  the  President,  asking  the  release  of  their  husbands,  held  as  prisoners 
of  war  at  Johnson's  Island.       They   were   put  off"  till   Friday,  when  they 


came  again  ;  and  were  again  put  off  to  Saturday.  At  each  of  the  inter- 
views, one  of  the  ladies  urged  that  her  husband  was  a  religious  man.  On 
Saturday  the  President  ordered  the  release  of  the  prisoners,  and  then  said  to 
the  lady  :  "  You  say  your  husband  is  a  religious  man  ;  tell  him  when  you 
meet  him,  that  I  sav  I  am  not  much  of  a  judge  of  religion,  but  that,  in  my 
opinion,  the  religion  that  sets  men  to  rebel,  and  fight  against  their  govern- 
ment because,  as  they  think,  that  government  does  not  sufficiently  help  some 
men  to  eat  their  bread  by  the  sweat  of  other  men's  faces,  is  not  the  sort  of 
religion  upon  which  people  can  get  to  heaven  !  " 


Lincoln's  Second  Inaugural  JSddress. 

Extract. 

North  and  South  read  the  same  Bible  and  pray  to  the  same  God  ;  and 
each  invokes  his  aid  against  the  other.  It  may  seem  strange  that  any  men 
should  dare  to  ask  a  just  God's  assistance  in  wringing  their  bread  from  the 
sweat  of  other  men's  faces  ;  but  let  us  judge  not,  that  we  be  not  judged. 
The  prayer  of  both  could  not  be  answered, — that  of  neither  has  been 
answered  fully.  The  Almighty  has  His  own  purposes.  "  Woe  unto  the 
world  because  of  offences  !  for  it  must  needs  be  that  offences  come  ;  but 
woe  to  that  man  bv  whom  the  offence  cometh."  If  we  shall  suppose  that 
American  slavery  is  one  of  those  offences,  which  in  the  providence  of  God 
must  needs  come,  but  which,  having  continued  through  His  appointed 
time,  He  now  wills  to  remove,  and  that  He  gives  to  both  North  and  South 
this  terrible  war,  as  the  woe  due  to  those  by  whom  the  offence  came,  shall 
we  discern  therein  anv  departure  from  those  divine  attributes  which  the 
believers  in  a  living  God  always  ascribe  to  Him  ?  Fondly  do  we  hope, 
fervently  do  we  pray,  that  this  mighty  scourge  of  war  may  speedly  pass 
away.  Yet,  if  God  wills  that  it  continue  until  all  the  wealth  piled  by  the 
bondman's  two  hundred  and  fifty  years  of  unrequited  toil  shall  be  sunk, 
and  until  every  drop  of  blood  drawn  with  the  lash  shall  be  paid  by  another 
drawn  with  the  sword,  as  was  said  three  thousand  years  ago,  so  still  it  must 
be  said,  "  The  judgments  of  the  Lord  are  true  and  righteous  altogether." 

With  malice  toward  none  ;   with  charity  for  all ;   with   firmness   in  the 

right,  as  God  gives  us  to   see  the  right,  let  us   strive  on   to  finish   the  work 

we  are  in  ;   to   bind   up   the  Nation's   wounds  ;   to   care    for  him   who   shall 

have  borne  the  battle,  and  for  his  widow,  and  his  orphan — to   do   all  which 

may   achieve   and   cherish  a  just  and   lasting  peace  among  ourselves,  and 

with  all  nations. 

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Lincoln's  Gettysburg  Address. 

November  19,   1863. 

Fourscore  and  seven  years  ago  our  fathers  brought  forth  upon  this 
continent  a  new  nation,  conceived  in  liberty,  and  dedicated  to  the  propo- 
sition that  all  men  are  created  equal.  Now  we  are  engaged  in  a  great 
civil  war,  testing  whether  that  nation  or  any  nation  so  conceived  and  so 
dedicated  can  lona;  endure.  We  are  met  on  a  great  battle  field  of  that  war. 
We  have  come  to  dedicate  a  portion  of  that  field  as  a  final  resting  place 
for  those  who  here  gave  their  lives  that  that  nation  might  live.  It  is 
altogether  fitting  and  proper  that  we  should  do  this.  But,  in  a  larger  sense, 
we  cannot  dedicate,  we  cannot  consecrate,  we  cannot  hallow  this  ground. 
The  brave  men,  living  and  dead,  who  struggled  here,  have  consecrated  it 
far  above  our  poor  power  to  add  or  detract.  The  world  will  little  note, 
or  long  remember,  what  we  say  here,  but  it  can  never  forget  what  they  did 
here.  It  is  for  us,  the  living,  rather  to  be  dedicated  here  to  the  unfinished 
work  which  they  who  fought  here  have  thus  far  so  noblv  advanced.  It  is 
rather  for  us  to  be  here  dedicated  to  the  great  task  remaining  before  us, 
that  from  these  honored  dead  we  take  increased  devotion  to  that  cause  for 
which  they  gave  the  last  full  measure  of  devotion  •,  that  we  here  highly 
resolve  that  these  dead  shall  not  have  died  in  vain  ;  that  this  nation,  under 
God,  shall  have  a  new  birth  of  freedom  ;  and  that  government  of  the 
people,  bv  the  people,  for  the  people,  shall  not  perish  from  the  earth. 

Lincoln's  call  for  three  hundred  thousand  volunteers  brought  out  the 
following  poem.  It  was  an  inspiration  in  every  union  camp,  at  every 
recruiting  station  and  in  every  citv  and  hamlet  in  the  north. 

Cbree  hundred  Cbousand  more. 

We  are  coming,  Father  Abraham,  three  hundred  thousand  more, 

From  Mississippi's  winding  stream  and  from  New  England's  shore  ; 

We  leave  our  plows  and  workshops,  our  wives  and  children  dear, 

With  hearts  too  full  for  utterance,  with  but  a  silent  tear  : 

We  dare  not  look  behind  us,  but  steadfastly  before  ; 

We  are  coming,  Father  Abraham,  three  hundred  thousand  more  ! 

Is  you  look  across  the  hill-tops  that  meet  the  northern  sky, 
Long  moving  lines  oi  rising  dust  your  vision  may  descry  ; 
And  now  the  wind,  an  instant,  tears  the  cloudy  veil  aside, 
And  floats  aloft  our  spangled  flag  in  glory  and  in  pride, 


And  bayonets  in  the  sunlight  gleam,  and  bands  brave  music  pour  ; 
We  are  coming,  Father  Abraham,  three  hundred  thousand  more. 

IT  you  look  all  up  our  valleys  where  the  growing  harvests  shine, 
You  may  see  our  sturdy  farmer  boys  fast  forming  into  line  ; 
And  children  from  their  mother's  knees  are  pulling  at  the  weeds, 
And  learning  how  to  reap  and  sow  against  their  country's  needs  ; 
And  a  farewell  group  stands  weeping  at  every  cottage  door  ; 
We  are  coming,  Father  Abraham,  three  hundred  thousand  more  ! 

You  have  called  us,  and  we're  coming,  by  Richmond's  bloody  tide, 

To  lay  us  down,  for  Freedom's  sake,  our  brothers'  bones  beside, 

Or  from  foul  treason's  savage  grasp  to  wrench  the  murderous  blade, 

And  in  the  face  of  foreign  foes  its  fragments  to  parade. 

Six  hundred  thousand  loyal  men  and  true  have  gone  before  : 

We  are  coming,  Father  Abraham,  three  hundred  thousand  more. 


Hrcbbisbop  Ireland  at  tbe  Chicago  Peace  Jubilee, 
October  19,  1898. 

A  just  and  necessary  war  is  holy.  The  men  who  at  country's  call 
engage  in  such  a  war  are  the  country's  heroes  to  whom  must  be  given 
unstinted  praise.  The  sword  in  their  hands  is  the  emblem  of  self-sacrifice 
and  of  valor ;  the  flag  which  leads  them  betokens  their  country,  and  bids 
them  pour  out  an  oblation  to  purest  patriotism  the  life-blood  of  their 
hearts  ;  the  shroud  which  spreads  over  the  dead  of  the  battlefield  is  the 
mantle  of  fame  and  of  glory. 

To  do  great  things,  to  meet  fitly  great  responsibilities,  a  nation,  like  a 
person,  must  be  conscious  of  its  dignity  and  its  power.  The  conscious- 
ness of  what  she  is  and  what  she  may  be  has  come  to  America.  She 
knows  that  she  is  a  great  nation.  The  elements  of  greatness  were  not 
imparted  by  the  war ;  but  they  were  revealed  to  her  by  the  war,  and  their 
vitality  and  their  significance  were  increased  through  the  war. 

America,  the  eyes  of  the  world  are  upon  thee.  Thou  livest  for  the 
world.  The  new  era  is  shedding  its  light  upon  thee  and  through  thee  upon 
the  whole  world. 

Americans,  your  country  demands  intelligence  and  virtue.  Build 
schools  and  colleges.  Drive  from  the  land  the  darkness  of  ignorance. 
Practice  and  encourage  virtue.  Let  America  be  the  home  of  honesty  and 
of  justice,  of  social  purity  and  temperance,  of  honor  and  of  faithfulness,  of 
self-restraint  and  of  obedience  to  law.  Even  more  than  intelligence  is 
virtue  needed,  that  America  live  and  be  great. 

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Old  Glory. 

Behold  it  !  Listen  to  it  !  Every  star  has  a  tongue  ;  every  stripe  is 
articulate.  "  There  is  no  language  or  speech  where  their  voices  are  not 
heard."  There  is  magic  in  the  web  of  it.  It  has  an  answer  for  every  ques- 
tion of  duty.  It  has  a  solution  for  every  doubt  and  perplexity.  It  has  a 
word  of  good  cheer  for  every  hour  of  gloom  or  of  despondency.  Behold  it  ! 
Listen  to  it  !  It  speaks  of  earlier  and  of  later  struggles.  It  speaks  of 
victories,  and  sometimes  of  reverses,  on  the  sea  and  on  the  land.  It 
speaks  of  patriots  and  heroes  among  the  living  and  the  dead.  But  before 
all  and  above  all  other  associations  and  memories,  whether  of  glorious  men, 
or  glorious  deeds,  or  glorious  places,  its  voice  is  ever  of  union  and  liberty, 
of  the  constitution  and  the  laws.  — Robert   C.  Winthrof. 

Our  Tlag. 

Mary. — 

Tell  me,  who  can,  about  our  flag, 

With  its  red,  and  white,  and  blue  ? 
How  came  it  to  have  so  many  stars, 

And  of  pretty  stripes  so  few  ? 

John. — 

The  thirteen  stripes  are  for  thirteen  states 

That  first  into  the  Union  came  ; 
For  each  new  state  we  have  added  a  star, 

But  have  kept  the  stripes  the  same. 

Bessie. — 

The  number  has  now  reached  forth-five  ! 

So  here's  an  example  for  you  : 
Take  the  "old  thirteen  "  from  forty-five, 

And  how  many  stars  are  new  ? 

Charles. — 

Thirteen  from  forty-five  ?      Let's  see  ; 

Well,  three  from  five  leaves  two, 
And  one  from  four  leaves  three  ;    there'll  be, 

Of  new  states, — thirty-two. 

All  in  Concert. — 

And  these  all  reach  from  East  to  West, 

To  both  the  ocean  shores  ; 
And  over  all  the  proud  flag  waves, 

And  the.  Bird  of  Freedom  soars  ! 


Abraham  Lincoln. 

Yes,  this  is  he  who  ruled  a  world  of  men 

As  might  some  prophet  of  the  elder  day, 

Brooding  above  the  tempest  and  the  fray 
With  deep-eyed  thought  and  more  than  mortal  ken. 

A  power  was  his  bevond  the  touch  of  art 

Or  armed  strength  ;    his  pure  and  mighty  heart. 

— Richard   W.    Gilder. 

Bisbop  Simpson's  Tuncral  Oration. 


Chieftain  !  Farewell  !  The  nation  mourns  thee.  Mothers  shall  teach 
thv  name  to  their  lisping  children.  The  youth  of  our  land  shall  emulate 
thy  virtues.  Statesmen  shall  study  thy  record  and  learn  lessons  of  wisdom. 
Mute  though  thy  lips  be,  yet  they  still  speak.  Hushed  is  thy  voice,  but 
its  echoes  of  liberty  are  ringing  through  the  world,  and  the  sons  of 
bondage  listen  with  joy.  Prisoned  thou  art  in  death,  and  yet  thou  are 
marching  abroad,  and  chains  and  manacles  are  bursting  at  thv  touch. 
Thou  didst  fall  not  for  thyself.  The  assassin  had  no  hate  for  thee.  Our 
hearts  were  aimed  at,  our  national  life  was  sought.  We  crown  thee  as  our 
martyr  —  and  humanity  enthrones  thee  as  her  triumphant  son.  Hero, 
Martyr,  Friend,  Farewell  ! 


7/  ZOO  9.  03<f.  OU 


Our  Flag  Sball  lUave. 

"  Its   folds   shall   wave   above   the   brave 

O'er   all   this   land  ; 
While   freemen   boast,  from   coast   to   coast, 

The  name   thev  value  most, 
The   emblem   our   forefathers   planned." 


EXERCISES    HELD    BY    REQUEST   OF   O'ROURKE   CAMP   No.  60,  S.  0.  V. 


COMMITTEE   OF  ARRANGEMENTS: 

Commissioner  GEORGE  M.  FORBES.  Principal  RICHARD  A.  SEARING, 

Commissioner  HELEN    BARRETT   MONTGOMERY.  Principal  JOHN  W.  OSBURN, 

Commissioner   PHELETUS    CHAMBERLAIN.  Principal  MARK  W.  WAY.